Yang Yang could no longer hold back his excitement: "When will we set out?"

"Depending on your anxious look, how many days will there be before the competition. So during this period, I will also see if what you have learned has been consolidated. So you have to perform well." Luo Han smiled and stroked Yangyang's little head with his hands.

Yang Yang smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't let you down."

"Well, this is almost the same, but don't talk big. If I see that you have not improved, I will punish you if I know." Luo Han nodded with satisfaction, then put down his hand and said to Yangyang: "By the way, have you seen Qiao Qiao?"

Yang Yang shook his head: "No. I don't live in my mother's house now, so of course I don't know. Didn't Aunt Qiao go home with you last time?"

The reason why he knew this was just because he would talk to Chenchen on the phone every day, and in addition to meeting him frequently at school.

Although he did not live with Ye Huanyu, he still knew a lot of things.

Luo Han did not think that Yang Yang was an outsider, so he shrugged: "She is gone, it's been the case these days."

Yang Yang's face showed an extremely envious expression: "Aunt Qiao Qiao ran away from home, it's so cool. Actually, I have always wanted to do this, but it has not been realized yet. In the future, I must learn from Aunt Qiao Qiao. Let's leave home if I say goodbye."

Luo Han really had a black line appearing on his forehead, and he secretly blamed Luo Qiao: What good head do you bring?

He looked at Yangyang, and a slight majesty appeared on his face: "Yangyang, I tell you that no matter what conflicts you have with your family in the future, you cannot run away from home? If I know, you will not have the best fruits of you!"

This momentum made Yang Yang's little body tremble. This was the first time he saw Luo Han talking to him like this.

Why do you do this? It’s Aunt Qiao who ran away, not me...

He raised his head, blinked his big eyes and looked at Luo Han, thinking to himself.

But there was still a hint of grievance on his face, but he was a little timid: "Teacher Luo, I understand, I will not run away from home. Even if I am wronged, I will not leave no matter how angry I am. But I will drive the others out, that's fine."

Luo Han gently flicked Yang Yang's head with his hand: "Don't be polite, I should go back."

As he said that, he turned around and took the bag he brought from the table, and then left Yangyang's room without saying a word.

When Yangyang saw that he had left, he had no intention of giving him away. This was because they had become familiar with him to a certain extent, and there was no need to do so much politeness and etiquette.

His little body fell on the soft bed, rolled, stretched out.

Then he lay on the bed and looked down at the ball stretching out on the ground with four legs, "Hey, where will Aunt Qiao go?"

"Woo..." 'Giqiu' stared at Yangyang with her big watery eyes and kept sticking out her tongue.

Then it thought of something and yelled twice at Yangyang's bedside table.

Yang Yang turned his head and saw photos taken by his mother and their brothers on his bedside table.
Chapter completed!